Chapter 11

Ares' POV The morning came quicker than I'd expected, and if I was being honest, I had no idea how I felt about it. The air around my room felt heavy and suffocating, like a calm before the storm. I'd tried to shake it off, but no matter how hard I tried, it lingered, like a damn shadow that just wouldn't go away. My reflection stared back at me from the floor length mirror, and for a moment, I almost couldn't recognize myself. My dark eyes were unreadable, and while that was a normal phenomenon, today felt slightly different. My gaze darted to my clothes, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I had on black slacks and a black shirt. No tie, no frills, nothing that would hint at this being a wedding. I wasn't one for theatrics, and this wedding, if it could be called that, was for control, not celebration. In the next couple of hours, she would be mine. Mine to take, mine to control, mine to break and rebuild again, if I wanted to. Mine. All mine. That was the whole

Last Updated : 2025-04-19

Chapter 12

Anna's POV The dress felt like guilt, and I hated it. It was too tight at the waist, and too soft against my skin. The dress was nothing special, just white silk and expensive lace, wrapped around my body, which just ironically happened to be everything I hated. A wedding dress was meant to symbolize purity, submission and new beginnings. Hell, it was used to mark the love between the couple as being untainted and true, but reverse was the case for me at the moment. Right now, this dress was nothing short of a costume, and my ticket to a lasting bondage with the last man I'd ever imagined a future with. Ares de Luca Sinclair. I sat in the gilded room they'd shoved me into. I had no idea what it was, but it looked like some kind of bridal suite. The place was stuffed with white lilies that smelled too sweet, with lacy curtains hanging around. Not a soul was in here with me, and maybe I wouldn't have seen it as a big deal, if the loud footsteps from behind me weren't a constant r

Last Updated : 2025-05-21

Chapter 13

Ares' POV The door was ajar, and that was the first thing that made me pause. My office was never left open, not even by accident. I might have the habit of keeping it unlocked, even when I didn't mean to, but it's door were never left open. Never. Not unless someone was desperate, or foolish, and in this case, I liked to think whoever it was, was suffering from both of them. I stepped in without a sound, my hands still damp with blood. I'd wiped at it before coming up here, but there was only so much a paper towel could do to get the red hue out. It was faint, but I could still make out some of the guards cleaning up the ness downstairs. For some strange reason, one of those Russian fools had found it wise to trail after me, or so I thought. Only when we'd blown a hole in the middle of his head, did we go through his stuff to figure out who he was. He was a nobody with a chronic drinking problem,but that didn't mean I was going to single him out though. The chances that he was

Last Updated : 2025-06-02

All Chapters of The Don's Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13